My family took a lot of legacies from the British Isles. We also left a lot of legacies there. Sometimes we were peaceful. Sometimes not so much. Sometimes we took their daughters to be our wives. Sometimes we sent our daughters to be their wives. We were a permanent part of society in those islands long before the Saxons invaded and took over the land. We were just… retaking our own when the Normans crossed the channel and took over. Though if you ask those of us who stayed in the North, we’d say that the Normans were more French than North Men by that time. But the families that last never really forget where they came from. Even when they cross an ocean to help colonize a New World. We still remember where we came from. The land of ice and snow.